Just savoring the aroma...the taste...the sounds of her labored breathing. The gentle quivers of her body as I kneaded the stony-firm nubs of her nips...with my fingers.I began to flick my tongue over her clit with alternating circles and darts. SOme hard...some butterfly soft and almost just grazing. Her hands and fingers began to tug at my hair....her words unintelligable and somtimea profane. My cock ached......it's head a deepening purple. A wet spot the size of a silver dollar graced the. " she agreed, I stared, her hair shone a silvery gold in the moonlight,"Is your apartment far away?" she asked."My car is in the parking lot over there," I explained."Ok," she said, "Can you take me down Wal Mart, get me a blouse or something?" she asked almost apologetically."Sure," I agreed, "Here put my jacket on."She smiled nervously, my black jacket, her red brassiere, the moonlight, she read my thoughts "No not on the concrete!" she said, "The grass maybe?" My Carmaro?" I suggested, "My. "Unlike some people."Marcia had been laid off six months earlier and hadn't found regularemployment since. Actually, she'd been doing some freelance writingwork, but there seemed little point in explaining that to Matt now.He motioned to the waitress. "Take care of yourself," he said, laying afive-dollar-bill on the check to cover their coffees. "I wish you thebest of luck."Marcia watched his tall, straight, distinguished form marching acrossthe parking lot to his Acura. When the time came, she. After all, even though this was spontaneous hot sex, I hadn’t gotten permission to cum in his mouth. I didn’t want to say that though, in risk of killing the mood so instead I just said, “My turn”. I figured I had gone this far so why not. He just smiled and stood up. I took a seat on the sofa, and looked up at him to make sure he was cool with this. His nice fat cock was right beside my lips. “Fuck yes, do it” Jacob pleaded. I took a deep breath and open up my mouth as Jacob guided his.